Poetry Friday: Old love

“Write hard and clear about what hurts”

Ernest Hemingway

This poem is about an ancient love. A love that I only needed to remember.

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Poetry Friday: Bloom

“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”

Robert Frost

I would like to share with you some of my poetry & prose every friday. I have always loved poetry, and it has felt so good to have gotten back into it this year.

Poetry is the language of my heart.

This one needs no explanation

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